Love and War

Scars

  What felt like weeks later we were still stuck in the stupid HYDRA base. Every few hours they would take Bucky away. He'd told me they were using him to build some giant plane or something.
   Today seemed to be no different. The guards started to open the cell door. Bucky immediately started to get up.
   I gave a sad look. Bucky returned it.
"I have to go." He said sadly.
   He walked up to the guards. "We want the girl too." One guard said gruffly.
   "No, no! Please leave her alone!" Bucky pleaded.
  I heaved my self off the floor. "It's okay Buck," I told him, "what else can they do to me? I'm already in hell."
  We were taken to a room just like the cell we were being kept in. Except this room had two uncomfortable looking chairs and a long metal table.
  I was roughly thrown in the chair and tied down to it. Bucky was held by the door.  "You guys are big on decorating huh?" I asked sarcastically.
  "Very funny." A man with a heavy German accent said. I looked to see Arnim Zola and Johann Schmidt standing in the corner in the dark.
  I laughed, "oh that's priceless did you guys rehearse that? Cause if you did you need more practice."
  Schmidt came and stood in front of me. "Welcome Katie Rogers." He said.
   "This is some welcome party." I scoffed.
  "Or should I say Katerina Barnes?"
My face fell. Schmidt laughed this time.
   "That's right I know all about you Mrs. Barnes. I thought I could throw you and your Prince Charming a little party."
  "Again some party."
   He came closer to me he grabbed my face and tilted it up so I was staring into his eyes. "You're quite pretty." He said examining me.
  "Thanks," I managed to say, "can I have my face back?"
  Then to my extreme horror he planted a rough kiss on my lips. I squirmed and writhed to get away. When I finally managed to break the contact I bit his nose as hard as I could. He shouted out angrily and jumped back. He slapped me as hard as he could leaving my cheek stinging.
  "You get your hands off her!" Bucky snarled.
  "Silence him." Schmidt ordered wiping blood from his nose.
  One guard kneed Bucky in the gut. He fell to the ground on his knees.
   Schmidt continued to study me. I puked up bile on the floor. If I ever get out of here I'm burning my lips off, I told myself.
   "So tell me what was your pathetic toy soldier army trying to do infiltrating my base?" Schmidt asked.
  "I thought it was pretty obvious, blow it up." I said simply.
  "Where is your nearest army base?" Schmidt asked.
  I stayed silent this time.
   "I'm waiting." Schmidt said impatiently.
  When I didn't answer he slapped me again. "Well?" He demanded.
   "Can I get some water? Maybe a turkey and cheese sandwich?" I asked knowing it would drive him nuts.
   He pulled out a knife. "Where is your closet base? What is your army planning? You can tell me and there will be no pain."
  "So that's a no on the sandwich?" I asked.
  Schmidt took the knife and drove it across my cheek. I flinched.
  "This is only the beginning Katie pain can still be avoided." Schmidt warned.
  "Hey Schmidt?" I said. He looked at me expectantly.
  "Go to hell." I spat. Hours went by. I'd been beaten, slapped, cut, water boarded, even burned but I refused to answer any questions Schmidt asked.
  I could tell he was starting to get frustrated with me. Bucky was driven to tears cause he'd been forced to watch me get tortured.
  "Maybe, we should try a different approach." Schmidt said finally after I'd been poked with a hot poker again and still didn't give anything away.
  "Maybe we should torture the boy maybe that will get her."
The reality of his words sunk in. Bucky was tied to the other chair. Schmidt burned him. Bucky screamed.
   "Will you talk now?" Schmidt asked pressing the poker further in Bucky's arm.
  "Don't- don't say anything Katie." Bucky managed to choke out, "Ill be fine doll."
  I bit my lip. It was killing me to see him getting tortured it hurt more than my own torture.
  "No." I said. Schmidt sighed.
    "Bring her to the lab I have other things that she can be useful for."
  I was bashed in the head again. Everything went dark. Everything hurt.